Giddy Excitement

What could be more exciting then finally getting rid of two months worth of garbage piled up in black plastic trash bags (all ripped open from coyotes and ground squirrels)? My very own personal dumpster that is going to be emptied every other week. After finally doing the math I realized that $43 a month to have the trash magically disappear is a deal compared to the act of having to load piles of rotting garbage into my own truck and haul it to the dump way out in Landers (a procedure that usually eats up at least half of the day). And of course the build up of having to go to the dump is far worse then the task itself – a psychological burden that I’m able to draw out to epic proportions.